He handed one of the Kevlar vests to Lucian. Better to be safe than sorry. It was one thing to go in on something when you knew what was waiting behind the walls, it was an entirely different thing to go in on something when you didn’t have a fucking clue. Lucian pulled off his jacket and yanked the vest over his head. Dante did the same. Reaching back into the truck, he brought out two weapons Lucian had brought along. Neither Gio nor Dante kept any real stash of weapons on them but for a few handguns they favored. They didn’t need to with Lucian’s overly extensive collection at hand. The Uzis were a rapid fire assault weapon that could and would do a fucking hell of a lot of damage in a very short amount of time. It was also practically uncontrollable in the wrong hands. The Uzis weren’t in the wrong hands today. Along with the clip for the Uzi, Dante had his magnum at his back, too. “You okay?” Dante asked his quiet brother.
